The Martial Master - 35 I'sll kill you.

Gazing at the temple, Su Min, with a smirk, shined under that daylight that blazed the earth. His eyes, lighting up with a faint ancient glare, shone with various auras that flourished in the air.

His chest hummed as it, by instinct, done this, revealing every existence within the temple. Though, Su Min rubbed his chin because of it.

“Mhm…”

He could see at least a hundred, if not more.

“This may take a while…”

The two in front quivered on instinct as they heard that mumble, yet, in a matter of seconds, their heads tumbled as a swift blade split past them…

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“Li Tou!”

Numerous servants scampered around as they held a corpse that’s knee deep in death. However, just as the servant spoke, a fierce woosh darted towards them.

“W-”

With wide eyes, a servant in the middle of the group stuttered out but one syllable, and then, with a swift slash, a blurred blade cut through his neck.

*PLOD* *SPEWWW*

His head, with the same expression it had just before death, slid right off the neck and onto the floor with a plod. A gush of crimson blood spewed outwards as everyone froze with horror.

Li Tou, whom they disregarded, thudded back onto the floor as everyone went limp. Some even fainted, yet, nobody dared move as a shrill silence thoroughly enveloped them in a cocoon of abject terror.

*BANG*

A second, at most, passed as a distant bang thundered out from the complex. Some, with a shivering turn, stared at where the silhouette blade went.

A hole, piercing right through the temple’s front wall, displayed itself in its cracked ridged wood. They couldn’t see that far in, so all they perceived was that hole that was made to haunt them.

The temple was made out of hardened materials, so for it to do such a thing? They couldn’t even imagine it.

*SSSSS*

Nevertheless, the silence was broken as a sudden swift piercing wind emerged from the temple. It didn’t take long for that faint wind to become a booming streak that targeted the hole and, with an excessive force, a blurred blade penetrated right out such hole. Everyone, with a gasp, plummeted to the floor as the blade whooshed past them.

*WOOOSH*

It was as if someone had called such a dangerous thing back, not even needing to pick it up. Like how someone would attach a string to an object, throw it, then pull it back with such string.

Although this took a while to describe, a second at most had passed in this series of events. It was in but a blink of an eye.

“Hm…”

And after this blink, a mumble echoed out from the horizon as a figure appeared, draped in black. His eyes, hazy yet clear, stared right the temple with a bloodthirst so hair-raising that it made the air shiver around him.

He held out his hand as, with a *THUD*, an axe flew right into his palm. He gazed at it with a smile, thinking.

‘I guess that rope method works well…’

In fact, as he gazed at the axe, a string of black energy connected to his palm and it in question. It was thin to the point of looking like a string, yet it was made of at least a hundred individual strands of minuscule fibres.

Yet this isn’t it, as within these fibres a few glistened a gold. They seemed to repel the black energy, causing a small space to separate it from all the others within the thin string. It seemed to carry an abnormal strength, and with a tensile force that surpassed the black by at least tenfold; it made the thin strand capable of withstanding all the force Su Min could muster.

Though, because it rebelled against the majority of black energy, Su Min had to use a constant supply of mental energy to keep it at bay. You could say that your mind controls the energy of the world, and Su Min’s mind is anything but ordinary so he can endure for a while at least.

“Now, I need to do this quick before your boss comes out…”

Gripping the axe, Su Min grinned at the listless group of servants, then, with a swing so swift that it seemed instant to them, a new blur hurdled right for them.

*SLASH* *BANG*

“R-RUN!”

A new head, a new death. Su Min, throwing the axe to his grip, threw it once again with a new, looming slash.

*SLASH* *SLASH* “AHHHH!” *SLASH* *SLASH*

He continued to walk closer as he threw and threw, smothering and covering every inch the temple with crimson, and also bombarding it with numerous gaping holes.

The remaining servants went pale with fear and scampered away, so, he experimenting a bit, grabbed at the glistening strand of black and gold, and swung the axe like a goddamn whip.

It swung in circles above his head, resembling that of a cowboy. Though, after a few seconds of swinging, its speed had become so intense that an unending stream of tense air spewed out.

“Hey, come here.”

Hurling the swinging axe at a group, Su Min grunted as he became impatient.

*SPSPLSSPLPSL* “AGAGAGAG”

“SOMEBO-”

“FU-~”

“I DON’T WANT TO DI-~GHAH”

Like a blender, a group of five cried out as they dissipated into a blood mist. Su Min, grabbing at the trembling energy wire, directed the swinging axe at more pitiful groups that remained.

“HELP!!”

“WHOOSH* *WHOOSH* *WHOOSH*

The air, becoming so dense with blood that you could taste it, dyeing the whole front with an even deeper crimson. A crimson that seeped into the dirt and stunk like hell.

“Ah, took you a while…”

Su Min, pausing, looked ahead as his eyes felt a person rush towards him. Then, not a moment later, a resolute and raging bang erupted from the square.

“WHAT GAL!!”

A man in robes roared as he drove the temple’s doors open with iron fists, making them crumble before they could even slam. Su Min, halting the swing of death, stood there as a rain of blood formed.

The clouds, in fact, had become tinged with red as they thundered in the sky, and without a care, spewed droplets of tinged blood rain onto the already drenched dirt.

*Pitter Patter*

It was like an announcement of a Death God incarnating into the world, streaming with an undulation of blood that reeked with the hellish demise of unsuspecting servants. Even if they are innocent, Su Min doesn’t care.

“Gal? Hah! FUCK YOU!”

Su Min, laughing as a whirlpool of blood streamed into his chest, roared with madness under the fierce blood rain. The man, frowning at the sight, gazed at the numerous corpses with worry and despair.

Su Min saw this, and with a grin, walked a couple steps and grapped a listless man by the hair.

“You looking for this person?”

Like a miracle, Li Tou was alive as he swayed with the wind. Although he was unconscious and crimson.

“Y-you..!”

The man visibly shook as he stepped back, staring at his legless son. Su Min’s eyes glowed as he watched this, revelling in sweet revenge…

“Don’t worry, I didn’t do too much. Just enough, you know, to repay what he did… You know what I’m talking about, right? Ha?!”

The man’s eyes widened, and with a venomous glare, spoke with a commanding tone.

“Stop! Just let him go, and we call it even! I won’t punish you for what you have done, but… If you continue, then you’ll regret it!”

Su Min’s eyes trembled, yet it wasn’t a fear induced tremble, no. It was a rage. A kindled, fire.

A fire that will bring hell.

“Hahaha!”

He, with a despaired cry, gazed right at the clouded blood-red sky. The man’s expression turned, but just as he was going to try to refute, Su Min’s eyes glazed over as a maddened cry reverberated out of him.

“HAHAHAHAHAH!!”

It was disturbing, disturbing to the point that it made the man shiver. Though, Su Min, with a sudden turn, swished his head from looking at the sky and aimed it right at the man.

He stopped laughing and his expression turned still. The rain around him shivered even more; starting to even avoid him.

He, with a hoarse voice, spoke a simple line.

One that, although soft and calm, resounded with a roar in the man’s consciousness.

“I’ll kill you.”